A Cry For My People
A Cry For My People.
I regret it but try to make it well
I came in blood and died in blood
what fate do i have to fight then
My motive is for liberation of my people
Now they revolt against me
Who is for me, who shall die for me
When I stand for their needs and future
Fellow people of the blind stock
When your eyes failed
In the next era let thy ears not failed
The world with its haunting quest is out for you
never to sympathize but to bully
As done to me this hour
I am done with this as a mathyr.
My answer to the creator is my wish.
Good bye, my people..
20th october, 2011 @ 1437hrs
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